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She lies awake on her back
Trying to remember when she lost her pack

Sack, the memories into her face
It ruins her temporary happy place

Space, sometimes she feels she needs to be far
Locks herself away into a tiny jar

Mare, her skin it's bruised and scarred
Help her soul it's broken and charred

Barred, she bangs at her rusty cell
Scared of rejection she endures the smell

Sell, her heart to no one she won't
Until the return of her body she lount

Sewn't, the buttons to mend her heart
But the razors bent and the scars ripped apart

Dart, into the darkest pit of despair
Help her cry cause she's mentally impaired

Scared, she cuts her wrists for a reason
Only person that cared was farther than next season

Lesion, on her heart the trust and love
Only gave her body when push came to shove

Above, her demons trampled her
A feeling in her chest much like stuffed fur

Stir, the *** that makes her finish this life
Just like bread its easily cut with a knife

Strife, it all all ends with violent dissention
She falls to the floor in mortal penitintion

Attention, ladies and gentleman may I say a couple words
All she ever wanted was to fly free like the birds

Herds, of souls wandering in deep cognition
Now you can see her body at the local mortician

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